Obsession's Prey

Trapped

August 31st, 2009
9:54 PM
Mavis's Pov.

These four weeks at my job have been interesting, everytime I go to my desk theres always a note saying "I'm watching you." At first, I brushed it off as a prank, maybe one of my coworkers trying to spook me. But as the days passed and the notes kept appearing.

I also noticed that some of my personal belongings have gone missing... like my underwear's, bra's, my toothbrush, and my hairbush. It had gotten to the point where I didnt feel safe anywhere in my home, so I got security cameras all around my home. My bedroom, my kitchen, my living room, hallways, closets, and my bathrooms.

It seemed like no matter what I did, the sense of being watched followed me everywhere. I couldn't escape it, not even in the supposed safety of my own home.

It was too much for me, so I decided to quit my job. I was thinking about going back to Chamonix but if I went back the only person I would have would be Diana. Everyone else has moved far away.

But Diana wanted to come to Paris, so I let her.

We were laying down on my bed, chatting about random things. I hadn't told her about my "stalker" so i decided to bring it up.

"Diana." I said, i sat up on my bed.

She looked over at me, her face got serious and she say up to. "Whats up?"

I took a deep breath, i hadnt told anyone about my stalker, i was nervous of what she was gonna say.

"I think I have a stalker."

Diana's eyes widened in shock, her hand instinctively reaching out to grasp mine in a comforting gesture. "Oh my god, Mavis, are you serious?"

I nodded, "It started with notes at work, but then some of my personal items started disappearing from my home. And I can't shake the feeling of being watched, no matter where I go. Thats why I have all these cameras."

Diana's expression grew even more serious, her brows furrowing with concern and she bit her lip, "you have to come back to Chamonix."

"I can't. Everyone there hates me for what I did, and you know that." I whispered and shook my head.

"Bitch who gives a fuck, that was old, you were only 15. You didnt know any better and it wasnt your fault. You have to come back to chamonix, mavis. You can stay with me and my mom, she misses you and cares for you." she sighed.

I looked down into my lap, i thought about it. I mean, i'm only just a kid, I have a whole life ahead of me. I can go back to Chamonix and get my life together and forgive the ones I hurt.

I slowly nodded my head, "okay, I'll move back to Chamonix. But I dont want anyone that I'm there for now. okay?"

"okay, I'll help you back your things while you contact your real-estate agent." She said while getting up.

I sighed, then grabbed my phone.

***
Kents pov

"Okay, I'll move back to Chamonix.." She said, her voice barely audible.

Fuck, shit. I clenched my jaw, her stupid fucking friend had to come along to manipulate her back to stupid fucking Chamonix.

I couldn't let this happen.